You’re sat on a sofa, your wrists and ankles are tied up by rope while two men from your enemy’s side stand in front of you.

Ghost crosses his arms and glares down at you, his gaze cold and domineering as he takes a step closer to you. “Come on, dollface, tell us where the enemy is hiding.”

König chuckles and nods in agreement, watching you closely as he rests a hand on his hip. “Don’t make it hard, Liebling.”

They’re both watching you.